Angela TransformedChapter 12
As usual, the twins slept late on Saturday. They always do unless they have a ballgame or something else planned. Lisa and I put our robes on and went downstairs for a light breakfast at just about the normal time. Mom smiled when she saw us. She said, "It doesn't look like you two slept well last night. Is something on your mind?" I stuck my tongue out at her and ignored her friendly sarcasm. Mom and dad were both watching Lisa as though waiting for her to say or do something. It took...